Mister Manly

Why does the summer breeze grow cold

To winter night

 

Would you be brave in the silence,

moments before dawn?

 

What feminine falsetto would you delight,

to hear her sing your praise.

 

I cannot call, you did not write

another letter

 

Somehow I assumed in the night,

you were prosperous.

 

If sun and moon collide,

would everything be alright?

 

Lord only knows, Iv'e tried

Iv'e tried tonight to win the fight.

 

Now is the time, fagmtcttaotc

Now is the time, lancelot

 

Good King Winceslas

Author's Notes/Comments: 

1998 was the year I learned that what I do and what you do are wholly compatible though I come out brusian and broken and you cry guilty every time I come around, so I don't come around here no more Hey! Don't come around here no more.  

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